Non-Erotic Poetrydigital danceyou click your mouse
and I am the melody
with a keystroke
I am your ivory piano
you play me like an
old blues tune as
your words tease my
computer screen
I am the notes driving
your mainframe
stored on your harmonious
hard drive
I am your memory chip
that keeps you alive
so lets burn this cd
and make our computers
dance....
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